THE NEW YORKER fleetIngly of the fun he used to get out of it. By the time he had rubbed himself dry and brushed his hair he felt }": fine. : . 'tìt. , He went down the hall and turne4 r the corner. She was standing i,n the I t sunny itchen with her back to the door. <^..;. Even In the flannel bathrobe she had ,.., a nice figure, and her uncombed hair, in that light, was radiant and ruddy, like a cloud at sunrise.. He walked on to the small foyer and opened the corridor door to get the newspaper.. In the overheated hallway their two bottles of milk still stood by the fat Sunday paper.. He picked up the paper and hesitated; she didn't like him to bring in the milk.. The year before last, when the firm had sent him down to Atlanta, where they had lived in a little house, he had discovered that she often forgot to take in the milk, nor did she think of telling the colored girl to take it in, so it stood at the back door, in the hot sun, for hours. When little Jill got sick, he had suggested to his wife that she ought to be more care- ful about keeping the milk cooL She had resented the implication that her carelessness might be responsible for Jill's illness, and they had quarrelled so he thought they would surely part, but then little Jack had been born.. He decided that it would be silly to leave the milk standing there in the warm hallway, so he picked up the bottles.. When he went into the kitchen she had just opened the refrigerator door. She took the butter out and stood there while he put the two bottles on the rack beside three partially used bottles. She had always had trouble with the adjust- ment of supply and demand, and it was queer that he had never been able to tell her anything about it, although he did a pretty good job as purchasing agent for his firm and was considered excep- tIonally efficient.. Her refrigerator was always cluttered with half-used, spoiled things she had forgotten.. She didn't say anything as she watched him put the milk away; she just stood there with the butter in her hand.. But he could see, from the set of her mouth, that resentment about .. ,... " , I ßø..I'I/ : ;J;!;1 ;, -::- , -- - - - 117 ': . . :; . . .. . . :.. . f:;:!< '5 ,'. , ' '. .' .,. ..' ,,"" . .;. c- "" . :':'-.Ai ; ;';,:' ;: , . . . ;' . ://;: . >..... .:.' - {::;,j : ::: '<:,) : 7,; . { ll J:;':!::;' -': ".':;'. ..;. .. '}' ;,::::>> ':;',' .o'o( 1 ...."... ',',..c ..: .., Y.f : .J: : . " v' ;. . . . . '). '\.. ,,:.:':" . r. ',;:' . ....., : ,:. : . ,:,;. 4.""'- .....r. __ òI'o '; : '<.., '7:: -"-" ........ :.... . " . ", .. . " . \, / I. .' > .;.;.:.. . . ..... . " .::.. ... ..... ,. ... .", - ,.. .. , o4". . . . '.' . $' .... .). . :> :.,: ; <k'i .. ...)' ic . V.' .:......s ? , . .":.. .....<f.. , ' {. ....h)I' ..} ., - ./ y. ) : . ;. , .. . . . . '... . 0'1.', .. ::=.e ' ( <(1.... =;:.",,,,""'. >' <<' . '.i";-:'. ..:' it., ./";../ . "..: .:, ': , ;; ."?<, " 't: , > . '$ , f'i"